Disclaimer:I don't own Fullmetal alchemist and not make any money with this. Can you imagine the hellish mix of satanic mess it would be if I did
Warning: Elricest, Charactor OOC.
Blood covered the floor, the walls, the ceiling.
The bodies were litter across the floor.
Two blonde teens and one dark haired young adult, all blood soaked.
They were sitting by most of the bodies.
"Oh man! That was the best."
Edward leaned back, usually his blonde hair, mostly dark red as he laughed.
Envy shook his head. "That was an over reaction. We need to be able to blend in with the norms if we want to survive."
Winry leaned over one of the bodies, a look of delight spreading over her face.
Ed laughed again. "Oh come on. Two months that was hard. They were so irritating. Anyway who cares, that damn army's gonna be here soon."
"YES! That's the point. A trail of exploding people!"
"Humans not people. We didn't do anything in the last three towns."
Winry sat up. "Now look at the way you did this one, it perfect clean cut. And this great rip here. Now look at this one I did, what do you think, see I went for beating to death but I feel I should slice instead."
"See Winry's got the right idea."
"For god sake I like killing people as much as you do but the simple fact is if we kill in EVERY town it makes it very hard to get away from those bastards."
"Thought you'd stopped swearing."
"Thought you'd keep your temper under control."
Alphonse stood in front of his father.
He hated this man.
Hoemhiem.
He looked so like him.
Years and years of this.
He still remember his mothers death, her gruesome, brutal, disgusting, death, and the one who had done standing covered in her blood, laughing.
Mummy had loved him, the young teen sniffed quietly. He wasn't a soft child anymore.
Daddy. That jackass. He had forced him into this.
Edward.
Yes that's the reason was for living. To kill him, for mum.
"Alphonse Elric."
"Yes sir!"
"You have completed your training correct?"
"Yes sir."
"Good, good I'm transferring you to the frontline. Son"
"Don't call me that! Sir, I'm in this fight for one reason and one reason only."
"Yes just like I wanted."
"I made my own choice SIR. To which unit am I being transferred?"
"Oh don't worry I took care of that for you. You're in the unit tracking your brother."
"I hate you, sir."
The train clatter through the mountains, rocking it inhabitants side to side.
"So much for progress you'd think they'd stop the rocking."
"Edward if you whinge one more time…"
"Thought we weren't allowed to kill. Where are we going anyway?" the fifteen year old blonde laid sprawled over his seat irritable as his older brother tired form the journey.
He had change from his blood covered rags of the night before.
They tended to change style of clothes every few towns. For this town Ed was wearing a white t-shirt, black doodles covered the front, he worn an open black waistcoat over it with slim black trousers. The horns that grew from his head (marking him as a Diclonius) were covered by a black fabric headband.
Envy as usual had some form of women's clothes on, he then complained if anyone said the where females clothes. Black jeans (Winry's') a black skin tight top (Winry's') and a black head band with a symbol on the front (Ed's or Winry's) to push his long hair over his horns.
Winry wore light purple combats with badges, with a black vest top.
The train heaved into a station.
"We getting of here? Ed shot up, impatience written all over his face.
"NO!"
"You know you really suck now."
Al sat in a packed military truck, the soldiers around him where swearing and drinking. Al's lips curled in disgust, they where no better than the ones they hunted.
"Hey you wanna bunk up hunny." A drunken man leered over his shoulder, Alphonse growled softly, this was happening a lot. Thanks to his long hair and youth he was frequently mistaken for a girl, though there weren't any girl in this trunk, as these men had caused a huge fight with major injuries on their part.
He wanted to work alone. He would do so much better that way.
He would find him, Edward, he gazed at picture he'd been given. It had been taken about a year ago. He narrowed his eyes, he was smiling and happy.
The three Diclonius were lounging round a pool, they tended to get money out of the bodies. So they had quite a bit of money at the moment usually they stayed in cheap little B&Bs, but Envy had decided they might be calmer with a few nights in a good hotel.
Alphonse stepped out of his truck, looking around, Edward was here in this town.
His heart was racing.
He could finally work on his own, he just need to get close enough to let a bullet of in the bastards head.
Then the other two would rip him apart, but he would be satisfied.
A/N: Review if I should carry on.
A/N2: As first chapter go this sucks. Hopefully this Improve as this was just a scene setter.